reality n gravity am nutt on it its crushing ma skull leaning me, gut shoes on me buh feels like i ve been kickin Rocks don wanna be sober till the chapter of ma life its over uhm jussa smoker being high its ma gaol now ma only friend its weed he so kind n sweet don disturb me while uhm smokin bru this wat i do stay loyal to the money while u distant from snitches like de launch boxes we cxll bitches